*Silent Tears in the Classroom*
Anytime it's school time I *get sad*.
Yes I mean sad not because I don't like school but because *I feel I don't belong there*.
My teachers say everyone is better than me because they get better grades in tests and exams.
*My teachers* always compare me with others but how can I dare tell them that am different from them.
*My teachers* always say I don't do well even though they teach me well but how can I tell them that the *teaching method* they use *doesn't favour me* even though it favours the majority.
How can I tell my teachers that *I just need motivation* not *condemnation*.
I wish I can be bold to tell my teachers that I have to be *understood not to be compared*.
My maths teacher says i am *good for nothing* because am not good in calculations.
My science teacher says *I am useless* because I always get low grades.
My English teachers say *I have no future* because I can't express myself fluently *in the white man's language*.
They seem to have forgotten that I am the one that *led the school soccer team to win that trophy*.
I am the same student that *always play those drums* to the admiration of all.
Sometimes when I ask *why they don't consider what I do as important* they tell me *WAEC doesn't ask those in examinations*.
*Tears* always fill me but I can't pour them because no one understands me.
*My parents* can't even understand me because *my teachers* make them believe *I'm good for nothing*.
I thought my parents will tell them that *I repair all the electrical appliances in the house without any training*.
*Who will hear me now* because *i and many* who are like me *are being destroyed*
*Who will help tell them* that even though we might *not be able to get the certificate*, we have *great talents?*.
Who will help tell teachers that they should not force their dreams on us but *guide us to nurture our God given talents*?
*Who will hear our cry?*
D voice of the voices of the *many silent voices
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